Chapter 518

It's a double shift today, and there's another shift at 8 p.m.

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Many people around the stadium have noticed the difference in the sky.

Originally, it was still blue sky and white clouds, and the sun was warm. Suddenly, the sky was gray.

"The weather is changing so fast."

"Go quickly." People on the streets around the stadium were in a hurry, but the spectacle stopped some of them.

It did rain on the gray day, but the drizzle seemed to be only in the stadium, which had nothing to do with the world outside the stadium.

Far away, people can even see the rain curtain with clear boundaries.

If this is not a spectacle, then in the haze of the sky, only the top of the stadium is covered with dark clouds, from light rain to torrential rain.

People were shocked to find that the storm, lightning and thunder were really limited to the stadium, and they had nothing to do with it.

"Oh, I remember. It seems that the world cup national team trials are held in the people's stadium?"

"Is it a weather control technique?"

"My God, what kind of Star Warrior is this? Can someone really control the wind and rain?"

People have stopped to watch, not long after, this clear-cut downpour on the microblog, like a rocket, scurrying to the hot search list.

And in this stadium,

Xing Yan roared loudly, his voice was shrill and full of extreme anger: "Jiang! Small! Skin

Jiang Xiao looks at Xing Yan in a frenzied rush, as if he is looking at a trapped beast, bumping around, disorganized.

The physical strength and patience of the beast will eventually be exhausted in such reckless behavior.

Jiang Xiao is also waiting for that moment. Of course, Xingwu people have excellent physical strength, but Jiang Xiao's tears are not for fun. The heavy rain on Xing Yan's body is burning his vitality crazily.

Everyone's way of dealing with depression is different. Depression can also cause a sad past in people's mind, and people's way of dealing with this memory is also different.

Xing Yan, as a pure man and a real man, gave a response that included crying, but it was not limited to crying, but anger and pursuit.

A flash of lightning broke through the black sky, followed by bursts of thunder.

In people's sight, Xing Yan is sad and angry. The moment before he approaches Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao, who is leaning against the edge of the cage, flashes away again.

The heavy rain blocked Xing Yan's eyes. He wiped his face, mixed tears and rain in his hand, and held an axe in one hand. The 16th star slot on his body suddenly lit up, which was so abrupt in the dark sky.

Blade storm, it seems, is his last fatal blow.

The sound of silence completely shattered all his inner fantasies.

"Keke... Keke... Wuwu..." Xing Yan's body was hit by the sound of silence.

He clenched his teeth, took a big step, and his body was slightly staggered. In the storm, there was another silence, which hit him head and foot, and he fell to the ground.

Xing Yan has combat power as well as star power.

But his body never got up again.

Compared with the body, it is his heart that is destroyed first.

Tears burning is not only his vitality, but also let his mood fall again and again, falling into an endless abyss.

He can't play any more. He's clutching the wet turf.

Bell to bell to bell~

On the other side of the green field, Jiang Xiao leans on his back against the iron cage and looks very ugly. He presses his hand on his chest and releases the platinum steady bell for himself.

Dong!

Xing Yan hit the ground heavily with his fist, and even made a small hole in the green field.

"I'm sorry..." the two meter tall steel man cried like a child.

He couldn't hold on any longer. His mood collapsed completely at this moment. There was no more shouting, and the only thing left was the sound of sobbing.

He lay on the ground and buried his face in the grass, no more resistance, no more rise.

Let the heavy rain continue to burn his life, and for Xing Yan at this time, all this is no longer important.

Winning or losing, ranking, technique, or substitute, or even his life, everything is no longer important.

"I'm sorry, ah... I'm sorry..." Xing Yan's crying voice was very small, his body was constantly shaking, and he didn't know who he was apologizing to.

That pair of palm fan like hands are holding his head, because of excessive force, the knuckles are slightly white, and even people are afraid that he will crush his head inadvertently.

And the heavy rain, which hindered people's sight, finally came down.

Drizzle, drizzle... Until no more raindrops.

"57! Win The referee's voice came out of the field, and the rain curtain was clearly demarcated, which did not hurt any staff and competitors.

So the referee's voice is clear and does not seem to be mixed with any emotion. But the contestants and the team leader teachers are quietly watching the sad scene on the green field.

In addition to the referee's words, there was a complete silence in the stadium.

Under the overcast sky, there are two men with different postures. One is lying on the ground and sobbing, the other is sitting on the edge of the cage with a gloomy face.

Even Jiang Xiao himself could not be spared such a wide-ranging and undifferentiated attack.

From this point of view, Jiang Xiaoyan and Xie Yan are in the same situation.

The difference is that if you want to hurt each other, Xie Yan must hurt himself first.

Jiang Xiao, as the center of tears, wants to hurt others, which will affect himself.

"Ah..." Jiang Xiao leaned his back against the cage and sighed deeply.

Next time, should I bring an umbrella?

But in this storm, it is inevitable that the heavy rain will be swept by the storm from all directions, so will the raincoat work? Isn't the raincoat the same as what you're wearing now?

The external form of expression, that is, rain, will be stopped by the raincoat, but the star power and accompanying effect will penetrate into the target's body.

Bell to bell to bell~

This time, instead of pressing the bell on his chest, Jiang Xiao crossed the half court and hung it on Xing Yan's body. Then he turned back and shuttled back and forth between the two on the court.

Slowly, Xing Yan's trembling body stopped, and the weeping sound disappeared quietly.

The players showed their humanized management. For a full minute, no one asked them to leave. The students in the next match didn't even want to step into the green field, let alone the wet turf.

Suddenly, Xing Yan climbed up and ignored the axe scattered on one side. He was a little bit staggered. He tore open the cage with both hands and walked out.

"81! Please sit back in the audience The referee warned.

Xing Yan turns a deaf ear to all this and walks out stumbling. His mind still seems confused, or he doesn't know where he wants to go. He just needs some time alone and doesn't want to see anyone.

Bell to bell to bell~

Jiang Xiao stepped over, and the clear and sweet bell was shuttling back and forth between them.

Jiang Xiao didn't know how to comfort the man who was looking around outside the cage.

It's an indisputable fact that Jiang Xiao has hurt him, both physically and mentally, and even made his opponent's spirit collapse.

But it's a game, winning and losing, and that's how the world works.

Looking around in a daze, Xing Yan, like a headless fly, gradually calmed down in the sound of the bell.

Of course... Maybe it's just smooth on the surface.

The staff who came forward to lead Xing Yan back to his seat was supported by Xing Yan's strong arm. He finally found the direction, which is the opposite direction of the staff.

Xing Yan strides away. In the huge stadium, there are many small passages. He goes to one of them.

"Player 81! No exit! Please keep discipline! Otherwise, it will be treated as withdrawal! Remember! You've got the losers The referee's voice was clearly heard through the microphone.

Xing Yan's action stopped slightly, but after three seconds, he started again.

But such a rule has no binding effect on a person who no longer cares about winning or losing, or even life or death.

"Xing Yan." Cried Jiang Xiao.

Maybe in everyone's heart, the last person to speak is this person.

As soon as Xing Yan stopped, he turned his head slowly. His eyes were as big as a brass bell, but they were empty.

Jiang Xiao bent down, picked up the huge axe dropped from the ground, went out from the cage torn by Xing Yan, and motioned to Xing Yan: "axe."

Unexpectedly, Xing Yan said something.

"Yue." Xing Yan said.

Jiang Xiao nodded, turned his hand and put the axe and Tomahawk under the ground.

Xing Yan slowly steps to Jiang Xiao.

Fang Xingyun and Zhao Wenlong stood up directly from the audience, and the heart of the staff was also raised. The participants watched the development of the situation quietly.

A giant beast, step by step toward the little

"So, see you in two years?" Jiang Xiao looks at Xing Yan and says that as he strides closer and closer, Jiang Xiao's head rises slightly.

Xing Yan took out his axe and Yue and looked down at Jiang Xiao silently: "I'm a senior this year."

"Oh." Jiang Xiao nodded, "then... See you later."

With that, Jiang Xiao turns and leaves.

Bell to bell to bell~

Leaping medical light waves shuttled back and forth between the two.

Bell gradually dissipated, leaving only the faint floating medical light, slowly disappeared. Behind him, Xing Yan weighed the axe and Yue in his hand, but he followed up: "Jiang Xiaopi, you'd better not have an accident."“ Cut "Jiang Xiao snorted," or you go, anyway, there is no chance to play on the bench Xing Yan: "it's too early to say that." Under the gaze of the staff, the two went back to the audience“ Through the second stage selection of the national team, 100 skill points will be awarded